"Welcome, Lady Henson. The queen awaits you in her room. I will escort you there," said Julia.
"Thank you," Linda replied, following Julia after. "Is Hazel doing well? After what happened last night. I've been thinking on the long ride here that I should have brought some of her favourite things to cheer her up. I am terrible at comforting someone when death is involved."
"The queen is doing much better. She is currently seated with Lady Tabitha-"
"The king's mother?" Linda exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand. "My apologies for my reaction. Then is she fine with sitting with Lady Tabitha?"
"Yes."
Linda couldn't believe it until she saw Hazel sitting with Tabitha and they were both in one piece. Had grieving affected Hazel so badly that she was somehow on good terms with Tabitha?
'Hopefully, this has pushed the two to be better,' Linda thought.
